A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints Page #3

You got cut a little bit.

He grabbed him

by the face

and cut him.

Who grabbed him

by the face?

A Puerto Rican?

The one that spray painted

all the graffiti outside.

A Puerto Rican did this?

Was it the Reaper guy?

Please, stop it.

Don't ask me to stop it.

This guy better worry now.

And I know where he is.

Nerf told me where they stay

down by Queensbridge.

Remember what I said.

Two shots.

Six inches, they go right down.

Two shots?

Sh*t.

Shut the f*** up.

I'm sorry, Monty.

I don't mean to be cursing.

That's enough, okay?

Hey!

God gave me this mouth

so I can use it

and that's what I'm doing.

Am I gonna have

to smack this girl?

She's just talking.

Get the f***

out of my way!

Yo, Yo,

get the f*** out!

Hey, f***in',

Nerf, where the f***

did you get a car?

My mother let me

take it out to practice

for my license.

How'd your mother

get a car?

I gotta practice

for my license.

Hey, get off the car!

Get the f*** off my car!

What the f***?

Get in, get in.

Let's go.

No, don't get in.

I'm coming back.

I'm coming back.

You're gonna leave me, then?

This thing is huge!

I'm coming back.

We're gonna go

around the block.

What happened

to your face?

They hit him in the face

with a bottle.

Your graffiti friends

hit him with a bottle.

They f***ed up your mom's store.

Dito.

I don't know

what you're talking about.

Take us down

to Queensbridge.

I gotta take

the car back.

Take me down

to Queensbridge right now.

No, I can't.

F*** it.

I'll drive.

Alright.

Shut up!

Are you gonna call me?

I'm gonna be on this corner.

You better call me, Dito.

Your graffiti friends

hit him in the face

with a bottle.

What, are you f***in' stupid?

What did you say?

He's my brother.

You know the guy

that writes graffiti around here?

No hablo ingls.

No habla f***in' Ingls.

What the f***

you doing out

so late, man?

So you know the kids

that write graffiti

and sh*t, right?

How you know them?

Because one of,

one of the members

are my brother.

Is your brother?

Your bro-- brother?

Reaper.

Reaper?

You see my friend

right there?

He's cut, right?

Your brother did that.

Yeah, he cut Dito.

Can you say that?

Can you say his name?

He cut Dito.

You can tell him

Antonio came by?

Yeah?

He's a little kid, man.

You can remember

to tell him that for me?

He cut Dito.

I like this kid.

I like this kid.

I like him.

This kid's good.

Alright, I like this kid.

Are you f***in' stupid?

What's wrong with you?

Let's get out of here!

Let's go.

Come on, let's go.

I sent a little

f***in' message.

Your father's not stupid.

I swear your father's

a good guy, man.

If anybody ever

f***ed with him,

forget it.

Antonio's not a well kid.

He shouldn't be

hanging out with him.

He's a good kid.

No!

I was any different?

Come on, stop it.

You were so much different.

You are a great father.

Not this guy's dad.

He beats him to a pulp.

He's a good guy, you know?

He's a good guy.

That's right, motherf***er!

That's the song?

That's right, motherf***er!

Man, I'm telling you,

your band's gonna be

f***in' hardcore, man.

Yo, Radioman,

what's up, my man?

Who the f***

is that guy?

He's cool.

Your band has to be cool.

We need to be like Black Flag,

Bad Brains, Urban Waste,

Major Conflict, all of them.

Those bands rule.

That's f***in' music.

Our band needs to be cool.

We need a good name.

For what?

The band.

This is it.

Right here?

This is Frank?

What's the deal with this Frank?

We can do the job together.

Definitely.

He's going to go

on about Job.

You know,

the guy from the Bible.

Just say you know.

Which one's the job?

He's got like

everything going on, man.

He's cool.

I told him

you don't have to be a fag

to talk like a fag.

Therefore you don't

have to be a fag to have

your dogs walked by a fag.

Watch the little one.

I gotta go, Raul.

I gotta call this pain in the ass

before it gets too late.

Yeah.

Oh, unbelievable.

Frank, this is Dito.

Hi.

Okay.

Mikey, there's $10

I owe you in dimes.

It's on the floor.

Take it for train fares, okay?

Yes?

Miss Levitt,

I was just gonna call you.

I would never take little Bobo

onto the subway.

Please!

George, come here.

Come here!

No, I'm serious.

You gotta tell me

who would say things

like that about me.

No.

Wha--

I got somebody here.

Let me ask.

Listen, Hey!

You know the video

of, uh, Lionel Richie

with the blind lady?

Hello.

Hello.

Yes.

She heard you.

I love that song, too.

Yes.

Yes, 9:
00

Thank you!

Oh!

Nightmare!

Okay.

Let's go.

Come on.

I got Shakespeare.

Let's go, guys.

Come one.

Let's go.

Come on, come on!

Come on.

Did you take the dimes

for the train fare?

Okay, let's go.

Come on.

And close the door.

You see, they're insects.

F***in' horseflies

like animals in this place.

I don't want them

getting out.

Get George.

Let's go.

That's it, come on.

Let's go, come on.

My good friend here says

your name is Titi

or Chiti or Rodito.

Dito.

And you guys

are gonna do a band?

Dito's gonna sing.

Oh, how gay.

I mean, great.

Is this gonna be

like Lionel Richie

or you guys rock out?

No, Frank.

We're gonna be hardcore

like Black Flag.

One of my clients, Bobby,

he has the Pomeranian.

He's an entertainment manager,

like music or something.

I'll have you guys

walk his dog.

You never know, right?

Hello there, Abigail.

Taking the dog out

for a drag again,

I see.

She's too cheap

to pay the six bucks

for me to walk that thing.

I mean, come on,

they're older than dirt.

Frank, what's the job about?

Miss Abigail needs

some hot young action,

right lovely?

Come here.

George.

She can't hear worth sh*t.

You walk dogs

for half an hour

or until they crap.

I charge them $6.

I give you $4.

I thought we get $3.

This is one honest

young man, this boy.

Like Job from the Bible.

You know

who Job is, Condito?

Yeah.

I already told him, Frank.

You just got a raise then,

for the band.

'Cause we walk dogs, you know?

You walk dogs.

Whole wide world

walks f***in' dogs.

Always carry paper.

Pretend you pick up the crap.

Ay!

How loud

is this freaking city.

Nerf.

Oh, my God.

It's good to see you, man.

Really.

Thanks for picking me up.

Hey, no problem, man.

I couldn't believe it

when you called, dude.

I still can't f***ing' believe it,

but you're here, man.

It's f***ed up, right?

It's been a long time,

and it's great to see you.

You bugged out

when Antonio called, huh?

I still can't believe it, you know.

That's all.

Guess who I saw

the other day?

F***in' Laurie.

Your old f***in' girl, right?

Still up on Ditmars.

She's got a kid now.

Kid's a f***in' rat.

She's got a kid?

Who with?

I don't f***in' know.

Not that Guido

who used to hit on her?

Guido Tony!

No, no.

F***in' no.

That motherf***er

went to the army

or some sh*t.

Maybe he invented something.

I don't really know.

Hey, remember this place?

Greek Pancyprian Club.

Yo!

Uh, this place rock or disco?

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